Alpha Erased
Aileen Erin
(Alpha Girls #9)
Published by: Ink Monster LLC
Publication date: May 12th 2020
Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult
Tessa—part witch, part werewolf, raised human and now the unofficial leader of a newly minted supernatural alliance—thinks nothing of her brother, Axel, texting her and Dastien to meet up. The location pin is in a weird spot, but maybe he found a magical anomaly? But when Tessa steps into the darkened warehouse, she doesn’t expect to see her brother laying in a pool of his own blood, smell the sulfuric scent of black magic, or feel the pain of her mate being shot full of silver.
Tessa has seconds to make a choice, but there’s only one thing she can do to save the two most important men in her life—sacrifice herself.
The last thing Dastien hears from Tessa is her plea—help Axel. Then their bond goes silent. He can’t hear her. He can’t feel her. And there’s no sign of the attackers who took her.
Dastien does everything he can to save Axel before calling his friends in a panic. It takes all of them to find Tessa, but when Dastien’s finally reunited with her, there’s no sign of recognition in her eyes.
No magic in her touch.
No wolf beneath the surface.
Everything that made Tessa who she was…has been erased.
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Excerpt:
How could I save my brother if I didn’t know where he was?
Someone grabbed my hand, and Dastien dropped his hands so that I could look.
Claudia was squished between the front seats. “You can do this. He’s your brother. It’s the same with me and mine. Axel might not be your twin, but he’s your best friend. Your family. And you’re not without magic. Close your eyes and think of him. Find him.”
I did, but all I could think of was panic. And how I couldn’t breathe. And how he could be dying and was alone and that I didn’t know where he was and that I couldn’t help him and—
And I wasn’t sure I could do it. But if I didn’t, my brother would die.
Axel would die.
“How? Tell me how. I don’t know—I can’t—” I felt something hot running down my cheeks, but I didn’t know what it was. I didn’t care.
“Think of the last time you saw him.”
God. When? I couldn’t think. The panic. It was too much. Too much. Too—
“Your parents’ house.” Dastien’s words cut through my panic. “Two weeks ago. We went to your parents’ house for Sunday dinner. Axel said he’d been working on gaining magic of his own. You got in a fight with him, but then you made up. And—”
“Good enough.” Lucas cut off Dastien. “Picture your parents’ house, Tessa. Now.”
My parents’ house.
I saw the yellow house in my head. The big tree in the center of the circular drive.
Axel honking the horn from his car, yelling at me to stop being such a nerd before he sped away. His hand sticking out of the window as he turned the corner.
That was the last time I saw him.
But I’d see him again.
I just had to find him.
But how? How the fuck was I supposed to do that?
“Where is he?” Claudia’s voice was a soothing balm over my panicked thoughts.
I closed my eyes, searching for him, but all I saw was black. Inky black.
I shook my head, squeezing my eyes as closed as closed could get. “I can’t see anything. I don’t see anything!” The panic was getting worse, and it felt like someone was stabbing me in the chest, twisting the knife, until I couldn’t—
“Breathe.” Claudia’s voice was soft and soothing, but I couldn’t find any peace.
All I had was panic.
Breathe. Dastien’s calm voice invaded my mind. Push the panic away. It’s not helping you. Ignore it.
“What do you smell?” Lucas asked in his deep rumble. The old Alpha power behind his voice made a clear space in my panicked mind.
I breathed in. “Dust. And—” I gasped as fear and heartbreak ripped my soul apart. “And blood. His blood. He’s bleeding!”
I opened my eyes, reaching for Dastien, grabbing his arm. “He’s going to die.”
“Close your eyes again,” Lucas said. His dark eyes were glowing, and he nodded at me. “Close them.”
I nodded, following his lead.
“Remember the dark. The dusty place. Go back there.” He waited. “Do you see it?
I nodded. I wasn’t sure if I was making it up in desperation, but I could smell dust and blood and—
“Good. Leave the dark place. Go outside. What do you see?”
I moved before thinking to myself that I couldn’t. He was guiding me but I’d never had a vision like this. I’d never tried to go somewhere in my mind. I had to be touching something.
But Claudia was right. Axel was in my blood. In my soul. Axel was my family.
I had to assume this was real. It was my only hope, a hope I had to cling to.
I tried to move out of the vision. Wherever Axel was, it was dark. “Nothing. Nothing.” But then there was moonlight and a building and…
I could see. I could see something. It was working.
“Middle of nowhere. Some kind of warehouse. It’s abandoned.” God. That wasn’t fucking helpful!
“What kind of warehouse?” Dastien asked.
“How the hell am I supposed to know? It’s fucking abandoned! There’s nothing here. No—”
“Is there a sign? The walls of the warehouse. Anything painted on them? Look around.” Lucas stayed calm, despite my panic. “Look. See it. Tell me what you see.”
I wasn’t sure how it was working, but it was. I couldn’t second-guess myself, not when Axel’s life was on the line.
“I…” I looked around, trying to see something that could give me a location.
And then I saw it. The sign was faded and hidden behind a tree, but I moved and…
I couldn’t make out some of the letters, but I could fill in the blanks easily enough. “Abe & Cole Brewery.” I opened my eyes, gripping Dastien’s arm tighter. “Tell me that’s an actual place and that I didn’t just make up this shit.” Because my mind could’ve invented any damned thing from desperation, and I was beyond desperate.
Lucas was on his phone. “It’s a place.” He handed his phone to Dastien.
Dastien looked at the map. “I know where that is.” He didn’t wait for anyone to buckle up or even for Claudia to get back into her seat.
He started the car and moved it into reverse so quickly, I had to slam my hand into the window to keep my head from hitting it.
“Dastien.”
“You said blood. We’ll be there in ten minutes. Depending on how badly he’s bleeding, that might be too late.”
Shit. He wasn’t going fast enough. “Go faster! Move it!”
The tires squealed and I prayed that we’d get there in time.
Because if we didn’t, I wasn’t sure how I would live with myself.
I should’ve answered the first time he called.
Why hadn’t I answered the phone?
Author Bio:
Aileen Erin is half-Irish, half-Mexican, and 100% nerd–from Star Wars (prequels don’t count) to Star Trek (TNG FTW), she reads Quenya and some Sindarin, and has a severe fascination with the supernatural. Aileen has a BS in Radio-TV-Film from the University of Texas at Austin, and an MFA in Writing Popular Fiction from Seton Hill University. She lives with her husband in Los Angeles, and spends her days doing her favorite things: reading books, creating worlds, and kicking ass.
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